Run to gym: good! (It had better be, I hadn't run since the last Wednesday.) One hour lower body and core strength: mostly range of motion exercises for the hips, those having tightened from a weekend of burning slash piles and my continued absence from the kungfu club.
Curiously, I'm in less discomfort from the epic hauling and burning of Friday and Saturday
than the Mazama to Seattle drive on Sunday evening.
I was completely cooked on Sunday, but it was a comfortable cooked.
Only on Monday was I in discomfort, and that in the usual long-drive mid-back band.
There is a lesson in this, I am sure... if only I could discern it.
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Ran to the accountant's office to deliver a check for the Feds.
Ran the hills back, walked the rest.
Right plantar very tender on the trip out.
Further hillwork indicated. Start intervals!
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Run to gym. One hour upper-body and core strength. Shocking shoulder weakness. Walk home.
I'm writing this entry on Wednesday morning, and my abs are sore,
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Run to gym. One hour lower-body and core strength. Am making progress with oblique and rotation strength! Walk home.
Other than the jog to the gym this morning, I haven't run since last Friday.
And I haven't practiced the full form since Saturday a week ago.
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Run up the county road to the Sitts place just beyond Gate Creek and back.
Felt sluggish at the start and didn't really want to run,
so I took with me an Axim loaded with a CF of some Metallica -
an old motivational tool of mine from a few years back
that I stopped using
after one surprise encounter with a bear on a trail
encouraged me to pay more attention.
I had forgotten how good "Am I Evil" (and its tempo changes)
is for running.
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Ran along county road to the Fawn Creek trailhead and back.
Still plenty of snow on the trail: it might yet be skiiable.
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Run along county road and highway to Freestone junction and back. Nice not to have any traffic on the highway.
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Run to Chinatown.
Two hours taiji: good! Watch how far the right foot turns out while cat-walking.
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Five laps with the dead. Barely escaped being locked in for the night.
The soreness from my preceding days of training and gluttony is abating.
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Four laps with the dead
(cut short by the gaster).
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Bike to gym. One hour upper-body strength, hindered by lower-abdominal bloating from the previous evening's repast. The return bike is challenging due to sore hamstrings from yesterday's workout.
Drive to kung-fu, thanks to the same leg soreness.
Two hours taiji.
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Jog to gym. One hour lower-body strength. I have got to do something about the music in the gym— had to walk down the block and punch out a telephone pole (which must have looked pretty stupid, if anybody saw that display) to discharge my annoyance. Gene handled my tantrum with poise and quite tolerantly.
Later, four laps with the dead in the afternoon spring sunshine. After the midday strength work, I felt like just another fulltime resident.
Biceps still store from Saturday's (unlogged) work there.
Ate a two-pound beefsteak at dinner.
Tuesday's workouts should be interesting,
assuming that I can move at all.
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Eight laps with the dead, plus a side excursion to play tour guide at Bruce Lee's gravesite.
It never fails. When I see an automobile with out-of-state plates slowing to meet me, and the passenger window lowering on the approach, I know who I'll see within, and what they'll ask of me. The occupants: inevitably, young men of some Chinese heritage. Typically the car is full of young men, but sometimes less so and with girlfriends or young wives instead. The question: "Can you show us where Bruce Lee is buried?" I enjoy these interactions. I feel like one of the gnarled trees in the cemetery. And the tourists, they are always so young! Or—am I old?
Oh, yeah, the run.
Energy level good throughout, despite almost no breakfast.
Mild discomfort in medial right knee, tempered by leveraging the glutes properly.
Glutes didn't start to ache until the seventh lap.
Incredibly, too, there is currently (six hours later) only minor heel discomfort.
Am I finally healing that heel?
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Bike to gym, 1 hr upper body and core strength. Bike home. Some left shoulder weakness. Midline of abs sore from yesterday.
Weakest move: the front-delt isolating lift. Shoulders overall weak.
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1.5 mile run, 1 hr lower body strength. Gentle walk home in the sunshine.
Need to work more Bulgarian squats into my week.
Currently hip extension limits me more than glute strength.
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A training log
If I'm going to keep a [b]log, why not log training here, too? I haven't logged my training since 2003, which was the year that I ran the Cutthroat Classic. Now that I've healed sufficiently to resume running in earnest (he typed, hoping it's true), let's get serious (if not S.E.R.I.O.U.S.) and resume logging.
(In 2001, I logged all Mazama-side road- and trailwork on a truly excellent calendar from the Canadian women's Olympic cross-country ski team, which they issued only in that single year, alas. That calendar motivated my training in so many wonderful ways. It was a pleasure to log each day's entry, and a particular pleasure to move to each new month. Oh, yeah....)
Anyway, let this beautiful Sunday afternoon start my new countdown to the Cutthroat!
Seven laps with the dead.
Achilles comfortable throughout.
Mild right plantar tenderness post-run.
Discomfort from fifth lap in medial mid and lower right knee.
Energy high throughout.
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